Wicked Mind: A Forbidden Dad's Best Friend Romance (Wicked Book 1) by Bianca Mov

Author:Bianca Mov [Mov, Bianca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-13T23:00:00+00:00

I put on my light blue bikini with the dainty white flowers and wrapped a sarong around my waist. The light fabric contrasted with my tanned skin and I loved the glow I had already got.

With a beach tote on my shoulder and the empty tray in my hand, I walked into the kitchen, my father in the next room making his last calls.

Lately, he’d been constantly on his phone, and when he wasn’t, he was on his laptop. Not that I was complaining, but I was rather worried. Did he really have so much going on? What had to be so urgent that he had to do it even in his free time?

I pushed the thought aside as Nikolai came into view, his eyes still drowsy. He was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed, eyeing me from head to toe.

“You look pretty beat. Did you have a long night?” he asked, smiling wryly. Was he pretending that nothing had happened yesterday, or was he keeping our meeting a secret from my father? Whatever it was, I didn’t feel like listening to his sarcastic remarks any longer.

Nikolai came closer.

“What’s that in your hair, anyway?” He tugged at my silk headscarf. It looked cute. That was the only reason I had put it on.

“Get your hands off me,” I hissed, and he raised them defensively before walking past me and pouring himself some coffee.

“It sounded quite different yesterday,” he whispered so that my father in the living room wouldn’t hear.

“Yesterday, I couldn’t think straight. Today, I’m sober and I’m telling you to back off or—“ He smirked, unimpressed by my empty words.

“Or what?” Nikolai stretched and his T-shirt slid up, exposing his defined abs. Was this some kind of joke for him? I was just trying to show him how pissed off I was.... “Sweet Sienna, always so nice and well-behaved. You can’t even come up with a threat. Practise your lines and I’ll give you a grade.”

With an angry groan, I stomped out of the kitchen, leaving him alone with his stupid coffee. Let him choke on it.

Wait... Had I really just thought that? That was so mea— Forget it, Sienna. Get a backbone.

My father and I made our way to the beach, which was well-frequented today. Everywhere you could see there were kids playing in the sand or teenagers trying their hand at surfboarding.

I remembered the time when I gave it a try and failed miserably. That day, I had twisted my ankle so badly that I couldn’t walk properly for three weeks.

We rented two sunbeds and ordered a big bottle of ice-cold water and some fruit from the employee who kept walking through the rows. The sun was beating down on us mercilessly and I inspected my hair, which had become one or two shades lighter in the time we had been here.

The fresh smell of the sea wafted around our noses, and I inhaled deeply.

A day without Nikolai—that’s what I needed.

We lay there for a while, me more in the sun and my father protected by the shade.

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